Monday, August 25, 2008

Six Down, Four to Go

This weekend was a severe test of wills as I watched my brother-in-law Wii bowl a 300 and had to pass on the congratulatory round of shots. I also had to pass on a pile of grilled burgers, charred hot dogs, red potato salad, soft pretzels with cheese sauce, and about fifty Miller Lites. It was my own personal vision quest, and leaving the party left me with a new resolve to ride this thing out. It also left me really fucking bitter and hungry. But we're getting ever closer to that steamy bowl of vegetable soup, and I feel better than I've felt in a long time. It's good to clean yourself out every now and again, if for nothing else than to reunite with your beloved foodstuffs at the end of your journey.

(You may note that I'm going completely crazy. I could have sworn I was hallucinating the other day. I've had the mouth of a sailor. And I'm even enjoying the musical stylings of Li'l Wayne. God help me)

1 comment:

  1. way to go Phidel - stay hard...awaiting you at the end of your journey should be the following:
    -KO-rean bbq at porky and porkie (or that place at 6th and washington
    -half assed carnitas at la veracruzana
    -a saturday morning roast pork-off on 9th st comparing the 2 georges (shredded style versus a small dice) and any of the other ballsy I-talians that challenge
    -a junkyard dog from Sarcones
    -springrolls and grilled meatballs at Vietnam
    -late night whole roasted bass at shiao lan king
    -more to follow...